Hey its's me.

This chapter is co-written with my best friend Kyle. He also helped co-write two of the chapters in my other story A is in Angel, and he'll probably aid with two of these chapters.

I am warning you we tend to argue a lot and in A is in Angel we had a fight in the middle of the chapter.

(It's mostly her fault though. –Kyle)

(See what I mean ^^^^ -BD)

I'm out of town but whenever I can get to place with internet I will upload the story that I'm typing on word. And yes Kyle is traveling across the country with me, we have really close and trusting families.

Love ya,

-BD

Peace out partners (my little catch phrase)

-Kyle

Austin's POV:

"Come on Ally!" I call out to my new beautiful girlfriend. She quickly spins around and her pastel pink dress twirls with her. Her brown hair somehow falls into place curving her long neck.

She looks at me with a petrified face as she closes the side door from the parking lot. What happened between the time she left and now?

"Are you okay?" I ask at the same time Trish returns from around the corner shouting,"Would you two hurry up!" Dez is at her side mimicking Trish's look of impatience.

I ignore them and turn my concern to my girlfriend.

"Are you okay?" I repeat for a second time. Trish groans in frustration, our eyes meet and she gives me such a cold glare that I almost jump. Dez and her quickly return around the corner through the labyrinth of the left backstage hallways.

I turn back to Ally, who still looks close to hyperventilating. I wrap my arms her shoulders to comfort her. I don't know what's wrong but I do know that Ally is sad and I want to make her feel better. In more ways than one… ;)

"It… It's Tilly." She stutters out underneath my embrace. I let her go and put on a smile for her.

"It's okay. Don't let the bull she said earlier get through your skin. You're better than that," I remind her. She shakes her head and takes a stride away from me. I don't like the distance, but I remain my ground knowing that there is more to the story.

"She knows Austin. She knows everything, and it's all Rocky's fault!" She stammers, throwing her hands down in anger.

"Wait what are talking about?" I ask.

What does my emotionally drunk brother have anything to do with this?

"Rocky tol…"

"I SWEAR IF I HAVE TO COME AROUND THAT CORNER TO GET YOU TWO ONE MORE TIME…!" Trish screams still waiting around the corner, interrupting Ally.

I'm prepared to see what she is swearing because if Ally still wants to talk then I'll wait here all day even if it kills me (literally).

"We should hurry before Tilly beats us." Ally sighs, before taking my arm and rushing off. I follow her around the corner to see an angry couple and my drunk brother.

"Lets go!" I shout, moving away from Ally and going to pick up Rocky with Dez close behind. I link his right arm around my neck; Dez does the same thing with his left.

We drag him as quickly as we can down the hallway and try to avoid the guards scattered about. The girls are close behind with their heels clicking loudly behind us as we rush toward our destination.

Three male voices (probably three guards) come from around the corner. Us four, excluding drunken Rocky, freeze in panic. They're voices creep closer, we stay frozen until we can see there shadows about to come around the next corner.

"Over here!" Trish says behind us, pointing to a corner covered by the humongous crimson curtains that was previously on the stage.

"OVER WHERE?" Rocky calls out twisting in our hands. He earns a series of shush's from all of us.

I bend my head down to his ear and hiss "If you don't keep you're goddamn drunken mouth shut, I will skip the grand entrance and bring you straight to Alanna."

He goes still at my threat and shuts his big mouth. My three friends look at me in wonder, though I quickly shrug it off. Sometimes you just have to be the parent to enforce the drunken 16 year old.

Dez and I follow behind Ally and Trish bringing us all in the curtain-covered corner. The three male voices are loud and audible as they slowly walk by.

"Patrol right gate A section 6. I'll opposite of you left gate G section 1." One of the men orders.

"Don't you think we should all patrol the right gate, Andrew?" Another guard suggests. (A/N Yes, I am still doing the U.S. presidents thing deal with it. –BD)

"Ronald does have a point Andrew. Especially after everything that happened with that stupid kid."

What stupid kid… I almost growl. Every time something goes horribly bad I can't help but believe it was the work of one of my siblings.

"Okay Hoover. I get it. Thanks to that kid we have to get the south rank to get the left side since we are all on duty."

"Yup that mental brat crashing into Truman like that." A guard hisses. The other two grunt in approval.

"What was his name again… Raymond. Ryan. Randall." The third guard ponders.

A loud slapping noise sounds. "No you doof. I'm pretty sure it's Roland."

"Ow… you didn't have to hit me Ronald."

( "Well you deserved it Hoover. You caused America to slum through the depression. Loser." Ronald snaps, rolling his eyes.

"Well at least I don't have a little girls last name. REAGAN!" Hoover laughs.

A/N Sorry I was just token to a state of mind. –BD)

(A/N That sucked. –Kyle)

(That's what she said. Stay out of my A/N's Kyle –BD)

BACK TO THE STORY::

"You're both wrong anyways." One guard states matter of factly.

A silence forms as the men wait for him to answer.

"I know for a fact that it's the blond kid with dark hazel eyes. His name is Ryland you idiots!" One of the guards shout.

I can feel Rocky, even as drunk as he is, stiffen.

My youngest brother is gone in the hands of unknown officers, in an unknown location, where we cannot get to.

Rocky and I turn to each other and it's almost as if all traces of alcohol evaporated from his system because he has a cold steel look expression.

Through the darkness of this corner and the silence among us we don't even have to talk. I already know what he is thinking and he already knows what I am thinking.

No matter what happens, first we need to get our brother the heck out of here.

Alanna's POV:

"This is all your fault." I tell him as we hurry through the hallways of the right side backstage.

"Your precious boyfriend's little brother is arrested and it's my fault." Dallas spits at me as we quickly round a corner.

Traveling and arguing with him is not the highlight of my day, but we need this mission to be carried out. In order to do that Dallas and I need to be center backstage and have everything set up for Austin and Ally.

Thankfully when Ryland body slammed a guard it gave us time to escape and cleared all of the right backstage hallways for now. But sadly it landed Ryland a private room backstage with armed guards and a police car on its way.

"First off my and Rocky's relationship is too complicated and passionate for a thoughtless and cold person like you to even comprehend." I bark back at him. Dallas is just so complicated and the situation calls for everything but complicated.

"Awww I do apologize if the naming of your 'relationship' with Rocky isn't the #1 priority on my list right now." He screams at me making the red decorated walls shake.

"Well it should be!" I call out matter-of-factly to him walking ahead.

Dallas stops walking and turns to me flashing red.

"You egotistical, narcissistic, conceited bitch. News flash, the whole world doesn't revolve around Alanna." I freeze and turn my face away from him.

Ouch. For a second or two I am going to pretend that didn't hurt.

"You guys have to stop arguing like you're an old married couple. You are dating my brother." A women's voice calls out from our left.

Dallas and I turn to see Rydel leaning against the wall with a cigarette in her mouth. Both of our jaws drop. She is beaming like a badass she always is, but I can see a pain and betrayal in her eyes.

"Quit the gapping goodness. You two were yelling so loud a SWAT team could've creeped up on you guys without you knowing." Rydel smirks.

"We," I say gesturing between Dallas and me. "We will never be married or have any type of relationship with each other ever!" I remind her.

Rydel laughs and crosses her arms. "Good, because you are dating my brother."

I turn to Dallas with a serious look on my face. I know he still has feelings for me, and I know that this will hurt him (just as much as he hurt me). He catches my eyes, so I know I have his attention.

"I love your brother, and he loves me." I say sweetly. I am telling the truth, but the truth is crushing him.

It's almost like I can feel Dallas' demeanor and attitude change.

Rydel surprises me when she glares at me then gives Dallas a soft look of compassion and sympathy. I see an emotion flash quickly through her eyes right before she takes another puff of her cigarette.

I bite my lip. "You'll set the fire alarm off."

Rydel gives me another surprising glare. Her face is ready to kill and protect, but the thing is what is she protecting? I thought we were friends.

"I only smoke when I'm pissed and after what an asshole of Ally's father did don't blame me." She hisses.

"What happened?" I ask her. No one told me something happened. I know it was there job to keep the Moons and Mr. Dawson distracted.

"I'll tell you later…" Dallas mummers under his breath. I look over to him and our eyes meet. Regret and a slow-burning anger burrows within his brown eyes.

I turn back to see Rydel with a territorial look on her face that also surprises me. I guess I don't know Rydel like I thought I did.

"We should get going." She grunts through her teeth at me, but holding a caring look over to Dallas.

Dallas meets her eyes with a bored look then looks away. Rydel's smile fades. She is looking down, frowning in shame. A realization comes through my head.

"I'll walk ahead. Stay close behind you two." I announce leaving them and walking up quickly. The farther I get the better.

I am not stupid. I think as I hurry past them leaving them speechless. I round corners with lightning speed.

I know when someone wants to be alone with someone else, I know when someone likes someone else, and I also know when is the best time to try to develop feeling for someone… and that is when that person just had their heartbroken. Trust me I know that personally.

"HEY BABE!" I horribly familiar voice calls out in front of me. I turn around slowly with regret and look up to face the popular fuckboy who I had to drive me earlier… Asher.

"Did you missed me?" He smirks flipping his brown hair to the left. He holds out his arms like he is expecting a hug.

Ah classic fuckboi.

"I wouldn't miss you if we were lost in the wilderness kidnapped by savages, I was being skinned alive and the only way to escape was to hug you." I beam sadistically.

Asher drops his arms. "I always knew you were creative." He regains his confidence.

I open my mouth about to retort till I hear a talking Dallas and Rydel about to round the corner.

"If you didn't miss me please tell me you at least missed her." Asher smirks.

Then the girl who Ally, Trish, Austin, Dez, I and practically every other living person hated since the beginning of time steps from behind Asher.

"TILLY THOMPSON!" Dallas and I shout in pure horror.

That's it my peeps. I hope you enjoyed.

Love ya,

-BD

Peace out partners,

-Kyle